fraud

He nodded. With his eyes. Cloudy with the beers they hadn’t shared yet. And she heard it all through the phone.
She hated letting him down again. But he knew.

The walking out of the ocean. She, wearing the heaviness like a medal. Then she hit the no resistance of the air.
And she flew.

Until that last wave hit.
Filled with shells and rocks, or maybe the debris of shells and rocks. And the clawing of it inside-outed her.

And now she’s lying in the sand of her authenticity. Exfoliating down to she’s not sure what happened. But the ocean took that medal back.

Or maybe, she gave it back.

~

He wished she knew.
Those clouds burst, and ran down his cheeks.

 

 

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